Tim Mcgraw - Number 37405

tim mcgraw , “number 37405”

( intro )
E

( verse )
E C#m
oh , he listens to the countdown , every sunday morning
A E
from a cold solitary prison cell
E C#m
and the music from his radio is like freedom down a dirt toad
A B
makes that eight by ten a brighter hill

( chorus )
B A
before he started doing all the hard time that he’s doing
E Emaj7 C#m
he was singing in them honky – tonks and dives
E B E
he dreamed of being somebody , now he’s number 37405

( verse )
E C#m
well she used to come and see him , every other weekend
A E
and bring him all the news from way back home
E
it’s been two birthdays since he’s kissed her ,
C#m
five seconds since he’s missed her
A B
now the perfume on those letters ain’t that strong

( chorus )
B A
he’s got too much time to think about the night he had too much to drink
E Emaj7 C#m
and all his buddies , they begged him not to drive
E B A
mr . life of the party , he’s now number 37405

( instrumental )
A C#m B C#m , A C#m B

( verse )
E C#m
old judge on the bench said , “son , your crime’s got consequences . ”
A E
it’s what he told him , fifteen years ago
E C#m
he took a life and that’s a fact , he’d give his own to give it back
A B
today’s the day he finally gets parole
B A
he turns in them prison clothes , and stands there at the fork in the road
E Emaj7 C#m
and mama prays and waits while he decides
B
and the angels close their eyes . . .
E C#m
listens to the birds sing on a perfect autumn morning
A E
just down the road , rings an old church bell

( instrumental – out )
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